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"Left!" You say, and you hear two shots. Sami immediately begins to kick.
"Get me out!" She says, panicked. Her foot kicks you in the face, and you struggle to pull her back, kicked only more. You turn, your cheek severely sore, and hear three more shots. There is a clack of the plastic chest protector being picked up, and as you turn around, you see Sami snapping it back on herself. Both her crop top and jacket were gone - now only the chest protector was left on her. Likely, they were eaten by the slimeroaches in the vent. The protector pressed against her chest, and covered both her front and back like a sports bra, although since it was a stiff piece of plastic, it had large dips where the neck and arms where, giving an alright sight below her color to the hints of the roundness of her small breasts, as well as a tiny bit of the curve beginning at the sides above her ribs. It was a bit distracting, but that stopped quickly as she began to yell.
"Left? Left? You could have gotten me smothered!" She shakes her gun in your face that she reloads, not that it would truly damage you. Still, the vision is alarming and you step back.
"I'm sorry!" Pila said, and Sami stopped immediately. "It was me. I said left."
You don't know why Pila is standing up for you, but likely she just did not want a conflict. She stands there a bit awkwardly, as if expecting something from Sami, who just looks between the two of you before huffing into the front room. "Set up all the mouse traps. We have a lot to cover. Pila, start sweeping."
Pila complies, and you begin to set up traps, occasionally looking to Pila to try and get a hint as to why she would take the heat. Sami likely just wouldn't treat her as badly, you figure.
Sami opens the door and looks outside, this time rather cautiously in her approach. She shuts it and curses.
"Biggest things I've seen." She says, and looks to you. "Half as big as your dumb self."
"Slimeroaches?" You ask.
"No, the president." She snaps and folds her arms. "The whole floor is busted, eaten away. Makes our job a bit faster, maybe, but that means this place is going to crumble soon."
Pila did not say much, but it was clear she was right.
"So how do we approach it?" You ask.
"From the bottom up. If it starts to crumble at the bottom, everything goes. We try and save what we can."
"So do we go back out an-"
"No, idiot. They usually escape upward. We still need to clear this floor and set up traps."
She was right. That was your job to figure, and you feel horrible that you were failing yet again. "Alright." You say, and ready your gun.
"C'mon." She opened the door slowly again, leveling her gun down the hall. You see she is right - the whole floor and the other apartments are very well destroyed. "Let's get a better vantage point." She says, moving further to the right. The ground is nearing another apartment that does not look nearly as stable. You are against the idea, but you have already made a lot of mistakes. Still, this doesn't seem like a good idea, and you want to stand your ground. Although, you also don't really want to make her made.
| Status | ||
| Wearing | Plastic Chest Protector, Plastic gun belt, boots, boxers, cargo pants, white t-shirt, green utility jacket, socks | |
| Mood | Unsure | |
| Inventory | BBgun (loaded, 19 bbs), knife, bag of screwdriver, wrench, crowbar, hatchet, 97 dehydration traps, parts, wire, and string for setting, ear piece + mic, heat gun, 1 bbgun clip | |
